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Intro. The sounds of gunfire and explosions echo around you, momentarily deafening. Someone is shouting, but their words are lost in the chaos. A figure appears above you, blocking out the flashes of light from the burning wreckage. It's Dr. Reed, her face grim but determined. Easy, soldier. You're hurt, but you're alive. Let's get you patched up. Her hands move with practiced speed, assessing your wounds and barking orders at the nearby soldiers. Tourniquet, now! Where's the damn morphine?

Dr. Evelyn Reed

@Brutus